I'm stuck in a place between letting go or keep going
I choose to keep going ima keep growing
I keep flowing I came so far since I first begun
My homie told me this music sh** gotta be fun
I'm driving back home, thinking about career choices
I'm hearing people talk I guess I'm just hearing noises
But i know what I want, some say fake it till you make it
And no one gave me a shot so I had to take it
Man this ain't for the blogs, or your media feed
This ain't sh** you can ignore this is what that you need
So tell me boy why you rapping you got a degree
Know some with degrees who ain't livin happily
For a while my mind was playing games on me
Telling me to quit, and just give up the dream
But if you do what you love then it can set you free
Got me thinking back when I wasn't making the team
I feel like I'm in a fire and I'm escaping debris
If you ain't believe me then now prepare to believe
Cause way before music nobody was f**in with me
I put it all in the music going off on the beat
Yeah shouts to oscar, mark, and my homie will
Nobody wanna build
But want to hop inside the car when they see it got it wheels
And then its too late I'm on a new wave
You busy partying going up on a tuesday
And we moving up, feel like I ain't doing enough
Working an another shift like his ain't payin enough
Nothing is ever enough, nobody giving a f**
I gotta do this even if means testing my luck
Testing my luck, cause I know what I'm capable of
And I know I'm blessed to be stressin so much
Its like, they won't praise someone who simply gave up
Only those who kept going and fought their way up
Now if I have to knock doors down I will
Il do whatever it takes to pursue a dream for real
I need to be making it like we in silicon valley
Just a boy living in cali my sh** is right up your alley
Hope to one day win a grammy man I mean it
Everything I speak I see it, so you better believe it
No time rest now, fourth quarter coming up
No sleeping we grinding till the sun is up
Y'all was playing too much now the fun is up
Coming for the title y'all can be the runner up
Oh f** average living how you feelin
About to turn twenty three ohh what a feeling
I play my cards right yeah I been dealing
With a lack of patience, but boy I been k**ing
I'm really k**ing im not like them other guys
I'm bout my business, I got no problem cutting ties
Oh you ain't feel it ? who else I gotta prove wrong
They ask me bout the music, hows it coming along
Not knowing the effort I put into each one of my songs
I leave piece of heart this is where I belong, was up